Sadistic Beauty Novels & Stories

Damon spats icily. Alex could hear the slight bitterness in his voice. “I didn’t sign up at the agency to be a femme fatale. Much less a whore,” she returned angrily. She gripped her phone before she opened her mouth to speak. “But, you’re right. Montgomery’s got the same goods as you have and I’m definitely going to enjoy. I need a release anyway.” She then ended the call and felt a bit triumphant, knowing that Damon will be jealous.

Zia cried out in pain but at the same time, she couldn't help that throbbing in her lower region. She wiggled in his hold. Tears formed in her closed eyes. He stuck out his tongue and caressed that place he had just marked. Her pale flawless skin got tainted with his crimson red teeth marks. The sadist inside him felt satisfied by watching her covered in his mark. Damien pulled back and found a teardrop was flowing down from her closed eyes. Leaning closer, he took that tear away from her by kissing that tear on her cheek. Zia slowly opened her teary eyes and finally got to see that madness playing in his eyes. He was viciously sadistic, who was feeling pleasure by giving her that pain but w

Zichi begged painfully as her finger dropped onto the ground. " You want a slow and painless death," Asriel said with a smirk, revealing his deadly smile. Zichi had never thought that the man capable of pleasuring her so much could be this cruel, worse than the demon. With her blood flowing freely and the deep pain she felt, she was slowly loosing consciousness, her body numb from loosing a lot of blood. " You should rot in hell Zichi, you messed with the wrong person. " Asriel said and return the knife to Nicko before the two headed out.

Beauty screamed with all her willpower as the man kept hitting her. " Please, Diana. I beg you." She whispered this time. " Let you go? Tch. I want you and your baby dead. " " Even if you kill me, Mason would hate your forever." " Do you think I don't know? I'm a phsyco, I do what I like. It's better neither of us has him than for you to have him." " So that's what this is all about? I see. You cant have him so you'd rather see him dead than see him happy." Beauty said and she chuckled.

He won't do it for that dead f*cker but for his devastated sister, he would avenge that man. But why didn't he like the idea of killing that girl? Sooner or later, she had to die. It was inevitable but why didn't he want to put any more scars on her. There was no denying it, the girl was f*cking attractive, but she was a whore with a face of purity. Maybe she was just so beautiful that it felt wrong to taint her beauty. But he would care less. If he had to scar her face just to get answers out of her then alas he won't hesitate to do that.

She should suffer day and night that's what he thought. 'If I said I wasn't surprised to see her bare body, then it would be a lie.She's beautiful...She's heavenly... Her milky skin with a perfectly curved body was just a turned on.Yes, I had seen many girls naked before but was never turned on just by looking at them.My urges pushed me so hard that I was hardly able to control myself and wore her one of my black hoodies...It reached below her thighs as it was too big for her fragile body.'

"No more questions, Beauty, I'm not here to be inquired." "Fine, but one last question, please?" She begged through her eyes. "Fine," "What are you planning on doing with her? As in, of course, you can't kill her so what will you do?" She asked, something naughty appearing in her eyes. Beauty wasn't just a bartender, she was also a female pimp that pimped girls out to male wolves. "Why?" "I was just thinking-" "No,beauty, she's not a whore." "Oh, crap," she pouted at my reply.

“Voluntarily? Babe, that’s not groveling. That’s a pilgrimage. You just turned the battlefield legend into a sex slave.” I buried my face in my hands with a groan, but she wouldn’t let up. Sadie pulled back just enough to lock eyes with me, still giddy. “You know what’s left now, right?” I made the mistake of looking at her. “Ride him,” she said, full of wicked glee, “Ride him so bad until his dick falls off.” “Sadie!” I choked, scandalized beyond repair. “How could you say that?!”

Her white skin glowing under the dim party light. She is a real beauty. A goddess She dance beautifully, moving her body to the tune of the music, her smile captivating. Our eyes clicked. My heart jumped. Thudding louder. Fear. Beauty is the second in command of the Sexy-Six girl. Ruthless. Although not like Avery; their leader Our gaze lingers. Her smile seizing. The memories I'd fought to bury rushed back to my head. The flour bath. Staining my new uniform. The solo beatings I got for getting all my test. The lunch bath.

Kristen scoffed and sassily flung her hair backwards. "I'm one of the best here and everyone knows it. Besides, I'm the sexiest female here and I could be a nice distraction for the clients during the exchange". She said proudly. Most of the female mobsters scoffed loudly, and Daniel laughed. His expression suddenly turned serious and he walked over to Kristen, looking her dead in the eye. "The only thing you're the best at, is being a cum dump. Get all other ideas out of your thick empty skull". Daniel said, giving her one last hateful look before walking out.